I must have been born in a dark starry night
'Cause I feel so at home in the wind and the rain
My life has been broken like an old window pane
I must have been born in a wild hurricane
It must have been cold
Like these four stony walls
'Cause it's hard as these shackles and chains
My life has been broken like an old window pane
I must have been born in a wild hurricane
For the lost, for the lonely, for those in despair
For those whose lives know trouble or grief
For those with no faces, for those with no names
For those who are born in a wild hurricane
It must have been cold
Like these four stony walls
And it's hard as these shackles and chains
My life has been broken like an old window pane
I must have been born in a wild hurricane
I must have been born in a wild hurricane